Ashley Muli Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Eydhafushi

Love how it’s all hush-hush but EVERYONE knows. Like in “A History of Violence” – “You’re trying to pretend,” Tom says, yeah? Brothels are that – pretending it ain’t there, but it’s fuckin’ there, in your face. Gets me mad, tho, the hypocrisy. Politicians ban ‘em, then sneak in back doors – cosmic joke, that. Once read bout this brothel in Nevada, legal one, called Moonlite Bunny Ranch. Owner’s a nutter, says it’s “empowerment” – I’m like, sure, mate, whatever helps ya sleep. Girls there rake in 10k a month, tho – surprised me, fuckin’ hell, that’s a fortune!

The Brotheler Guide

A brothel. Girls line up where you can choose which one to bring to the upper floor. Most look quite good, but based from a friend that went there before, the reason its cheap is because .

After that, I stroll down Maple Ave. It’s a nice day, sun’s out, birds chirpin’. I’m feelin’ good. But then I see this street performer. He’s playin’ the accordion, and let me tell ya, he’s terrible. Like, I’ve heard cats fightin’ that sound better. But the crowd? They’re lovin’ it! I’m just standin’ there, laughin’ my ass off. Muli’s got some weirdos, but I love it.

A heartfelt goodbye to coach Muli